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ray charles - rich amiri lyrics

[pre*chorus]
2*2*230 in that trackhawk jeep (skrrt)
she think she my main, but that’s just my side piece (slatt, slatt; okay)
put her on a platter and i ate her like a meal (meal)
you was flexin’ on me, now i’m flexin’ out of view

[chorus]
yeah, gettin’ faded in the trap spot, 30’s rollin’ off ’em (fah, fah, fah)
treat a ho like ray charles, she ain’t seein’ nothin’ (nothin’)
got ’em dietary sticks, i up it, clean yo’ stomach (doot, doot, doot)
when i take off on your ass, you ain’t gon’ see it comin’ (no way)
pay attorney fees with godzilla, million dollars (no way)
take a g6 overseas, i’m tryna see the tropics (overseas)
cut a couple b*tches off, them hoes was leechin’ on me (oh my god)

[verse]
send your partner to that grave, you finna k!ll yo’ posse (oh my god)
lay low, i’m ducking feds, ain’t tryna get indicted (no)
n*ggas hatin’ on the kid, they steady d*ck ridin’ (d*ck ridin’)
i got blue adderall and i got pink molly (pink molly)
h*h*how i’m richer than my teachers that told me i wouldn’t be sh*t? (yeah)
extended clip, lemon squeeze, came in quick with 5.56 (phew)
she finna eat it up, how i keep her quiet? gave her the tip (shh)
all these hoes on d*ck, but they ain’t want me last year, don’t make sense (okay, okay, yeah)
ayy, let’s go hit rodeo, let’s go hit up onyx (hit up onyx; okay, okay)
sippin’ on stilpane, my b*tch sip vodka tonic, yeah (sip vodka tonic; okay, okay)
upper echelon, the charts, i’m all on top it (i’m on the charts)
never trending topic, i’m the trending topic, uh, hey, yeah (let’s go, let’s go)
[pre*chorus]
2*2*230 in that trackhawk jeep (skrrt)
she think she my main, but that’s just my side piece (slatt, slatt; okay)
put her on a platter and i ate her like a meal (meal)
you was flexin’ on me, now i’m flexin’ out of view (pss, pss, pss, pss)
(hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on)

[chorus]
yeah, gettin’ faded in the trap spot, 30’s, rollin’ off ’em (fah, fah, fah; yeah, 30’s)
treat a ho like ray charles, she ain’t seein’ nothin’ (nothin’)
got ’em dietary sticks, i up it, clean yo’ stomach (doot, doot, doot)
when i take off on your ass, you ain’t gon’ see it comin’ (no way)
pay attorney fees with godzilla, million dollars (no way)
take a g6 overseas, i’m tryna see the tropics (overseas)
cut a couple b*tches off, them hoes was leechin’ on me (oh my god)

- rich amiri lyrics

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